Bucket-head

Near a shaft fitted with the most improved winding-appliances may be seen another in which men and quartz are raised from a depth of 2,556 feet in a bucket—and that without a swivel at the bucket-head.

There are some ads running these days that accuse some of us of being "bucket-heads." You know the story line; you're too busy to cook, so someone runs out or stops by for chicken in a bucket.

William had looked kind of stupid wearing it the day before, but now that he stood in the field with a bunch of other 'bucket-heads, he fit in.

Once they break formation, we'll pick off the bucket-heads one at a time.

“You bucket-heads are going to be sorry when my uncle the Emperor finds out you're keeping me here against my will."